Lay Your Money Down Songtext
von The Exies
Lay Your Money Down Songtext
Come lay your money down
Constant wave of sound
This is not necessary
This is not ordinary
This is my last confession
This is for my own protection now
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Strung out and falling down
This is not necessary
This is not ordinary
This is my last confession
This is for my own protection now
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Sick of this, I'm sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
It's a dirty word
Punch the ballot for the talking heads they sold
Like the cars, the pills, the booze
And the soap that cleans your soul
The TV reality shows you what's a stake
So cry like you mean it till the next commercial break
And consider yourself for the wealth and consumption
Me you say, I′m no spectator at the revolution
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I'm sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Dirty word, dirty word
Constant wave of sound
This is not necessary
This is not ordinary
This is my last confession
This is for my own protection now
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Strung out and falling down
This is not necessary
This is not ordinary
This is my last confession
This is for my own protection now
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Come lay your money down
Sick of this, I'm sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
It's a dirty word
Punch the ballot for the talking heads they sold
Like the cars, the pills, the booze
And the soap that cleans your soul
The TV reality shows you what's a stake
So cry like you mean it till the next commercial break
And consider yourself for the wealth and consumption
Me you say, I′m no spectator at the revolution
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I'm sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Sick of this, I′m sick of hurt
And shame is such a dirty word
Dirty word, dirty word
Writer(s): Scott Christopher Stevens, Christopher David Skane, Louis Alfred Herrera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com